What college did Zuzi go to?
Gu Shiyin’s attention was drawn away from the suddenly lucky Gu Pinting, and she curiously looked at Chu Qiaoen.
Chu Qiaoen was scrolling through the class group chat.
In the dical College, everyone who saw Zuzi at the Tarot lecture yesterday was deeply impressed, so today as soon as Zuzi appeared on campus, many people wanted to know which college the little fairy belonged to.
At this mont, soone finally discovered the college Zuzi went to for check-in, and excitedly shared the intel in the group to show off.
Originally planned to post a picture, but surprisingly, couldn’t take one—every ti they took out their phone, it malfunctioned, so they gave up.
Right now, Chu Qiaoen saw this information in the class group.
Her first reaction was shock. Such an unpopular major, is she crazy choosing that major?
But after coming to her senses, she couldn’t help but snicker: "Zuzi is only fit for that kind of lousy major, hehe."
Sun Yunyun also sighed in relief seeing it: "Previously, she acted high and mighty, made us think her exam scores were amazing. Turns out it’s just rumors, otherwise why not go to a good dical College instead of that kind of major? Definitely didn’t score high enough."
The two of them, one word after another, mocked Zuzi’s scores and her major.
Gu Shiyin, however, was at a loss for words.
No one knew better than her about Zuzi’s college entrance exam scores.
It was unprecedented, perfect scores in every subject.
No school or major dares to reject a perfect scorer; only a perfect scorer gets to cherry-pick and scorn a major.
So, why on earth would Zuzi choose such a poor major?
Being willful with perfect scores?
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The road to the back mountain of Imperial University wasn’t crowded, only the last sparse group of students rushing for check-in.
Because the colleges halfway up the mountain were either relatively unpopular or had lower score requirents, the students heading uphill all had gloomy expressions, sighing.
Only Zuzi was all smiles, appreciating the forest scenery along the way.
Although there wasn’t much Spiritual Energy, the air had a bit of that refreshing post-rain clarity, quite nice actually.
Xi Rubao was by her side, puffing: "Sis, don’t you even get out of breath walking, I’m about to faint... huff huff... huh? Gu Jingyan? You really enrolled in the History College? Didn’t Grandpa kill you for that?"
Gu Jingyan was walking ahead with his head down. Hearing Xi Rubao’s words, his lips twitched hard, but when he turned and saw Zuzi, his expression brightened for a mont.
Ever since that trip to the Underground Palace with Nangong Mo, he hadn’t seen Zuzi for so days. While he busied himself in the film crew, sunburning a lot, Zuzi remained as fair as snow, with skin so flawless.
Truly... nature’s favoritism.
Xi Rubao teased him: "Mr. Gu, why are you staring at my sister like that?"
Gu Jingyan’s face stiffened, and he said in a straightened voice: "I wasn’t... staring."
As if trying to cover up so emotion, he quickly retorted: "Why are you two following ?"
Zuzi just smiled without answering.
Xi Rubao pouted: "Don’t flatter yourself, Mr. Gu, who’s following you? I’m just accompanying my sister to register."
Students reporting on the mountain drifted into their respective colleges, fewer and fewer people remained as they went higher up.
The last building was the old house of the History College.
Gu Jingyan suddenly realized: "No way, don’t tell Zuzi, you also enrolled in the Archaeology Departnt!"
Xi Rubao got riled up: "Hey hey, Mr. Gu, that’s not a nice thing to say, what’s with also? Why can’t we enroll in Archaeology?"
Gu Jingyan tried to calm his inner turmoil, quickly glanced at Zuzi, and murmured, "I didn’t say you couldn’t enroll..."
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